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After Dawson Hill got divorced, her parents didnât return to the abroad, instead they stayed domestic to help her look after her child.
Without her husbandâs mischief and her childâs ties, Dawson Hill had more time to invest in work.
Especially with an artist like Daisy Zane working under her.
In the entertainment industry, Flynn Ninevaraâs status was as good as gold.
Everyone in the industry would jump at the chance to form connections with Ninevara. Being Ninevaraâs agent meant that resources would naturally be shared with her other artists.
So once Dawson Hill started focusing on her work, her workload increased substantially.
She also intended to nurture Anisa Cooper, letting her handle some tasks when Daisy Zane wasnât working.
Considering many people were present today, she decided to introduce Anisa Cooper to some people.
âSister Emily, Amelia Miles also came.â Anisa Cooper saw Amelia Miles entering hand in hand with John Anderson, and whispered it into Dawson Hillâs ear.
Dawson Hill also looked towards the entrance.
She just happened to catch sight of Amelia Miles wearing a short light pink dress, hair flowing freely. She had her arm linked with John Andersonâs and was waving to others with her free hand, a sweet smile on her face.
Upon seeing her, Dawson Hill rolled her eyes and looked elsewhere: âPetty.â
Anisa Cooper chuckled and said, âMany people came today. A lot of them also brought their wives.â
Dawson Hill took two drinks from the side and handed one to Anisa Cooper: âJust within this hall, societal classes are thoroughly divided.â
As she spoke, she nodded her chin towards Anisa Cooper to look: âLook, that group. They are all rich housewives. That circle over there, they are a level below. That place, they are all involved in arts.
Each community has its own unique characteristics, itâs clear as day to see whoâs high and whoâs low.â
Following her introduction, Anisa Cooper carefully observed.
âWhoâs that?â Anisa Cooper suddenly noticed a very active lady, who was extremely enthusiastic with everyone, flitting between the various Madams.
Having observed Madam, Dawson Hill thought for a moment and replied: âShe belongs to the Davis Residence of Truro City. Thatâs Liam Davisâs mother. Liam Davis was pestering Lucia for quite some time.â
âAh, itâs her.â Anisa Cooper said, âShe even came to the film set to look for Lucia.â
âReally? What did she say?â
âIâm not sure, Lucia didnât let me follow.â
Dawson Hill took another look at her, then didnât say anything else: âLetâs go, Iâll introduce you to a director.â
âAlright.â
After Harton Clark and Daisy Zane finished a round of chess, the two looked around.
Some people came over to greet Harton Clark, coincidentally stopping by an ancient guqin. Daisy Zaneâs attention was quickly drawn to it.
After staring at it for a while, she unconsciously plucked one of the strings.
The guqin emitted a deep and broad sound.
Harton Clark turned to look at her, instantly reminded of the Pipa in Truro City.
The person who came to greet him took a hint. Seeing that Harton Clark was distracted, he excused himself after a few words and left.
Harton Clark walked over to Daisy Zane: âHave you learned it?â
âNo.â Daisy Zane played with the strings a little more, then drew her hand back, âHave you?â
âI⦠no.â Harton Clark looked at her fingers and said, âIâve watched others play before.â
âWho?â Daisy Zane was surprised upon hearing her own question. She couldnât understand why she would suddenly ask such a thing.
Looking at her, Harton Clark paused, seemingly reluctant he said, âWilliam
Lane.â
Daisy Zane raised an eyebrow, she had never met Young Master Lane and couldnât imagine what he looked like. However, if it were Harton Clark, she could picture it. The elegance of the antiques and the guqin⦠it should be a good match.
She laughed, âYoung Master Lane is really multi-talented.â
Seeing her laugh, Harton Clarkâs eyes darkened: âI also play the piano very well. â
Daisy Zane looked up at him⦠this man, was he soaked in vinegar?
Harton Clark leaned in closer to her: âDonât I play well?â
Daisy Zane looked at his eyes, and after a moment, averted her gaze. This man only had the advantage of being handsome. Other than that, she would smack him eight times a day, ââ¦Yeah.â
This agreement was half-hearted, filled with reluctance and perfunctory.
Harton Clark, hearing this, chuckled lightly.
Daisy Zane didnât want to bother with him and causally plucked the gugin strings a few more times.
After a while, Michael Jackson and Juan Wright came over.
âLady Zane.â
âTeacher.â Referring to Juan Wrightâs pair of fox eyes, which were smiling innocently and harmlessly.
Daisy Zane responded to the greeting of âLady Zane,â but ignored the greeting of âTeacher.â
âThird Master.â After calling Daisy Zane, the two of them then greeted Kevin Clark. Michael Jackson said, âThe lady has arrived.â
Kevin Clarkâs expression paused momentarily before looking at Daisy Zane.
Daisy Zane understood his gaze: âIâ¦â
Kevin Clark understood her intention, raised his hand lightly and touched her head: âLet Michael Jackson and Juan Wright accompany you. I will meet them and come back soon.â
âHmm.â
As the time of the press conference approached, the conference hall became increasingly crowded.
George Dunn and Director Morris also arrived.
George Dunn was invited by âCloud Clothing and Rainbow Skirtsâ, while Director Morris was called over by Daisy Zane.
Later, Daisy Zane met many acquaintances at the conference. Some were from the same drama crew and had worked together, and some came to greet her because of her identity as Flynn Ninevara.
Daisy Zane could seem unapproachable, rejecting people harshly, but she responded politely to everyone who spoke to her, which was why she was constantly being approached.
If she caught someoneâs eye and was cast in a role, all the greetings would not have been in vain.
âNana.â Director Morris approached, âBeen looking everywhere for you.â
âYou were looking for me?â
âYes.â
âOh. â
âWhatâs wrong?â Director Morris asked.
âI just saw you hurriedly passing by me twice.â Daisy Zane finished her statement and added: âI understand. As we age, our vision isnât as good.â
Director Morris:
Michael Jackson and Juan Wright both laughed.
Director Morris glanced at the two of them and asked, âWhat are you having me here for?â
âWhatâs the matter?â Daisy Zane handed him a drink, âCalm down.â
âIâm annoyed.â Director Morris clinked glasses with her, âI saw that Billy Allen again. Heâs over there laughing and joking around with a bunch of foreigners.â
Daisy Zane laughed softly: âSo he really came?â
âYes.â Director Morris took another swig of his drink, then reacted, âWait, what do you mean? You knew he was coming?â
âJust guessed.â
âGuessed?â Director Morris was a bit confused, âWhy would you guess that?â Daisy Zane smiled again, her expression mysterious.
Director Morrisâs mouth twitched. No matter how he looked at it, he thought her smile was a bit frightening.
Director Morris rarely attended these kinds of events and didnât particularly enjoy them either. He was a bit eccentric, and when he didnât feel like talking to people, he ignored everyone.
So, he just stuck close to Daisy Zane the entire time.
The two of them got bored and started playing chess together. Director Morris suffered defeat after defeat, the quickest game ending in checkmate in less than 5 minutes.
Director Morris was extremely unwilling to accept his loss and was about to start another game when Billy Allen suddenly approached them.
âHi, Director Morris.â
Director Morris glanced at him but didnât respond, choosing instead to continue setting up the chessboard.
Daisy Zane was sitting on a bench, leisurely supporting her chin with one hand and arranging the chess pieces with the other.
She sat upright with her legs crossed. Her body was slightly off-center, so her slender waist formed a pleasing curve.
She glanced at Director Morris and upon seeing his reaction, she raised an eyebrow. Then, she glanced at Billy Allen.
Billy Allen happened to look her way just then, and their eyes met. Billy Allen immediately greeted her with a smile.